"Or else?" Lan Ye thought it was funny.

He had already handed it over, but Qiao Xuan didn't dare to take it.

The corners of Qiao Xuan's mouth rose a little uncontrollably, and she took the coffee can with her frostbitten hand, and her voice was as small as a mosquito.

"Thank you."

After saying thank you, Qiao Xuan realized that the canned coffee she bought was warm.

She looked at Lan Ye with some surprise: "The coffee is hot?" ”

"Yes," Lan Ye smiled: "Surprised, surprised?" ”

Qiao Xuan held the coffee can with both hands, and nodded very seriously and hard: "Hmm! ”

She never thought that she would receive something from Lan Ye, even if it was a can of coffee, she was so happy that her whole heart flew with it.

Lan Ye looked at Qiao Xuan's eyes that were suddenly full of starlight, and asked jokingly.

"More surprising than if you lost?"

Lan Ye mentioned the game with a bad heart, and Qiao Xuan's little heart with wings fell back suddenly.

She opened her mouth and lowered her head sullenly.

"I thought I was about the same strength as the second team, but ......"

"But you got a 0-11?" Lan Ye took it for Qiao Xuan.

Qiao Xuan raised her eyes suddenly, and her face turned pale: "You know everything?" ”

Lan Ye took a look: "I just came out of the base, and I saw the whole process of your competition." ”

Qiao Xuan's lips trembled, and she no longer dared to look directly into Lan Ye's eyes.

She gripped the coffee can tightly in both hands, almost crushing it.

"I'm bad, right...... Wind Girl is my most confident hero, but I still lost a mess, I don't know what went wrong, maybe it was ...... It's because I'm not as strong as I thought I was......"

"You do ......" Lan Ye thought for a while, and said honestly: "It's really not that strong." ”

Qiao Xuan's body trembled, and her lips turned pale.

Except for the heat source in his hand, the whole person stiffened as if he had lost his temperature.

Lan Ye asked calmly: "You know that I won the championship at the age of 16, right?" ”

Qiao Xuanmu nodded, the whole person was lifeless, more silent than the snowflakes in the sky.

Compared with Lan Ye, who was already a world champion at the age of 16, his 18-year-old self was too bad.

"When I was 16 years old, I won not only the World Championship, but I won all the official titles, but before that, before I was officially playing professionally, do you know how many times I lost?" Lan Ye asked.

Qiao Xuan was stunned, not understanding the meaning of Lan Ye's question.

Lan Ye didn't expect to get Qiao Xuan's answer, and continued: "Not a thousand times, there are eight hundred times, even if I have started to play professionally, in the year I was canonized, I have lost many times, if every time I lose, my heart will be like ashes, then even if I grow ten more hearts, it will not be enough." ”

Lan Ye smiled to himself, "As long as you lose, there is not much difference between 11-0 and 0-11, whether you are killed 11 times or kill others 11 times, the result is a loss, I have heard that sentence, e-sports, only ask about winning or losing, so I don't understand much, what do you care about is that you lose?" Or is it 0-11 with the signature hero? ”

Qiao Xuan frowned and thought carefully about Lan Ye's words.

Have you lost before?

Of course I lost.

Are you so sad after losing?

Not really.

So why is it so sad today?

Because...... Because......

- Because his wind girl was killed 11 times.

Qiao Xuan only felt that her mouth suddenly opened, and she subconsciously raised her eyes.

"What I care about is not losing, it's the loss of mentality and self-confidence!"

Lan Ye smiled: "Figured it out?" ”

Qiao Xuan nodded harder than just now.

Lan Ye's words easily solved the mystery in her heart.

Why is it because I am so low because I lose?

It's just that the mentality is blown up.